Overgeared

The staff with a transparent blue color—the short staff that fit snugly in Euphemina's small hand was as beautiful as a piece of glasswork. Wouldn't it be popular as an accessory in the real world sooner or later? It had such an elegant appearance that it caught the heart of Euphemina, who liked pretty things.

There was one part that impressed Euphemina. It was the effects of the item.

[Tribute]

[Rating: Myth

Magic attack power: 8,990 Durability: 1,480/1,480

* Intelligence +1,000

* Double the maximum mana.

★ Perfect Memorial can be used up to two times.

★ Slightly increases the power of attack magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the power of the next magic will increase. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.

★ Slightly reduces the cooldown of defensive magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the cooldown of the next magic will reduce. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.

★ Slightly increase the duration of secondary magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the duration of the next magic will increase. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.]

Mana, black magic power, and divine power—these were the perfect item effects for Euphemina, who dealt with many types of resources. Considerable proficiency was required to maximize the effectiveness of the options, but even that felt like trust from Grid. Euphemina realized that Grid had always been watching her.

Grid's melting eyes that were often seen by Irene, Mercedes, Yura, Jishuka, and Basara automatically appeared in her mind.

'…You promised a long time ago not to do this.'

Euphemina shook her head and tapped her cheeks that were protruding like a hamster with her small hands. It was as if to shake off the blush that had appeared. Then her face, which she struggled to restore, soon turned red again. It was due to looking at the description under the item effects.

[A staff created by the Overgeared God Grid to honor the achievements of the great magician Euphemina.

He referred to Euphemina's performance and the advice of his apostle, Braham.]

This beautiful and powerful staff, which transformed to fit the user's intentions, was Grid and Braham's tribute to Euphemina.

"……"

Euphemina casually tried to use magic. The staff, which was as blue as her pure mana, seemed to glow. Then it changed into a form that stretched out light like taffy. The quality of the staff changed when she used magic with divine power as the medium. The same was true when using black magic power.

'I should pay more attention to the coordination.'

was a style coordinate that covered all the colors of the staff that changed in real time. Euphemina was full of bright smiles as she had ordinary worries

and Braham—she got their 'tribute.' Today had become one

Euphemina's

the child who consumed the Fruit of

of a woman. She didn't have the qualities to enchant the viewers like Melory, the Goddess of Love, but her beauty remained unparalleled. Of course, Euphemina's beauty wasn't

doesn't make much of

that it seemed to have created the word 'overgeared.' It meant the size of the chest and pelvis could be adjusted

the angels trembled like they had seen a demon. However,

Euphemina's temples twitched. The smile on her face was still maintained. "How can I, a grown lady, be small? Perhaps it is because

age. So my impressions would be general ones… Hmm, are you misunderstanding that I am ridiculing you? I didn't mean

delivered by the goddess Ciara had a clear and beautiful melody. It made people feel like they were listening to

brushed off the anger she felt toward Ciara, who called her 'small.' In the first place, the opponent was a god. The mysterious appearance illuminated by the halo made her feel awe. She took a step back on her own. Perhaps the only ones who could treat

you apologized… any misunderstandings will be

"Thank you."

artists. It was

play you a melody in

made with painstaking effort. Her inspiration was gradually depleted and she was always in need of new inspiration. This

to honor someone. The experience of vigorously using her body and embracing 'fighting spirit' provided a fresh stimulus for Ciara. At this moment, the music she expressed was as

into the ground. The sound made by Ciara's hand gestures with the thick spear, the sound of the blade cutting the wind, the roar of the stage shaking, etc.

instinctively. If Ciara

a big crisis. Every single melody would act as a

in a dizzying manner. It was because Ciara slashed through the air with the polearm that was taller than her and caused turbulence. A huge

that was overlapped in an instant and cast shield

and gloomy. Is it

the listener's mind or situation. You just have to

In fact, her heart was

of the Three Evils of the Beginning, Beriache. The lineage of a demon became a god. It should've been impossible

meant that Zeratul contributed to

a demon a god—perhaps heaven right now was discussing how to punish Zeratul.

'In this situation…'

staff that suddenly had demonic energy. It revealed the girl's essence. Good and evil that revised the laws of

as Zeratul. The moment Euphemina defeated a god, she was likely to become a god,

'I must never lose.'

full of killing intent at this moment. It was the first time since she was born that she had the

wanted to prevent the swarm of the 'evil

In real time, she tapped it and generated sound waves. It was a trick that was hard to see as being in the realm of

'Crazy.'

to fight back even with all types of secondary magic on her body. Ciara's offensive was so fast and powerful that there

the apostles, fight and win over these monsters? She was facing this great sense of doubt and showing a dark expression when she became aware of the staff that she was carrying

skills were strong.

whether I can win

Euphemina thought of the 'Perfect Memorial' option attached to Tribute and attempted triple casting. Her

"……!"

widened slightly as she easily tore down the defensive wall that Euphemina had built. It was because Euphemina's staff shone blue, black, and white at the same

"It is like this."

echoed in Ciara's

to mind. The technique of cutting through with a huge polearm. It was more the concept of hitting than cutting, so it was difficult

her at this moment allowed her to master the technique perfectly. The blade of the polearm that fell

immediately rushed in and tried to build a new barrier, but it was stopped. The polearm had already pierced Euphemina's

in time, Euphemina's spell casting ended. A galaxy started to embroider the stage, which was just wrapped in a dark background. It was magic that only manifested when mana, black magic power, and divine power was used at the same time. It was the precursor to 'Stardust,' which